"… In the middle of July, your student Allen was assassinated in Black Street …"
"What? Someone dares to assassinate my student? Are you tired of living? "
"In October, the autumn hunt hosted by the William family took place in the Whispering Forest. On the afternoon of the day before the event began, Allen and Diego of the Grant family clashed. Allen used three knives to send Diego's weapon flying. From then on, the two of them formed a grudge. "
"Good, you are worthy of being my student. What are those rich and powerful disciples? Didn't I beat them to the point of crying and shouting back then? "
On the sand, Windsor Bellow, who had already taken a bath, was sitting cross-legged in a loose silk nightgown. He held a wine bottle in one hand and a high foot in the other. From time to time, he would send the wine in the glass to his mouth while listening to Nono's report.
The weather was very cold, but the temperature in the living room was maintained at a constant temperature of 22 degrees Celsius. He couldn't feel the slightest bit of coldness outside.
The little maid gave a brief report on Allen during the six months that Windsor Bellow had been away. Windsor Bellow would sometimes listen to it, but sometimes she would ask about one or two details. Fortunately, before she left, she had instructed the Red Wolf to collect information on Allen. Otherwise, Nono would not have been able to explain it in detail, as if he had been there personally.
Especially the bet with the card artisans at the Venus Hotel not long ago, Windsor Bellow had Nono recount it in detail from beginning to end. What Nono reported was actually the same as what had happened that night. When Windsor Bellow heard this, she said happily, "Looks like I have a good student." Although Jin Liancheng and Adele's families were only famous clans, their wealth was almost comparable to that of a wealthy family. As for Leon, needless to say, he was the descendant of a wealthy family. With these friends, Little Allen's future would definitely be bright. Of course, he still has me as his teacher. "
"Miss, you have another student, Weber," Nono reminded.
"Ah, there's no need to talk about him. I'm sleepy. I'm going to bed. " Windsor Bellow casually put down the wine bottle and cup. She stood up on the sand and stretched, showing off her beautiful figure.
Nono recorded this on his brain: Marshal Windsor Bellow doesn't care about Weber at all.
After recording it, she was about to enter it into the Red Wolf's database. Windsor Bellow gently tapped the little maid's head and said, "Idiot, don't let this kind of information get out. Otherwise, how am I going to earn the Van Weeny family's information fee?"
Nono rubbed his head and looked pitifully at Windsor Belo. "Then how do I write it?" he said.
"Write that the great, beautiful, and invincible Lady Windsor Bellow has returned to Babylon and asked about Weber. That was enough. As for what the situation was, the Van Weeny family could guess for themselves. In fact, I did mention Weber, didn't I? "Windsor Bellow belittled her eyes, jumped down the sand, and left.
Looking at her back, no matter what, Nono looked like a female dragon holding a pile of gold coins and smiling until her eyes narrowed.
After Nono removed the string of modifiers that Windsor Bellow had added to herself, the news was quickly bought by the Van Weeny family from the Red Wolf for two million.
The next day, Allen, who was at Dawn Blade, saw Windsor Bellow when he and Weber came to his office together after receiving the dean's notice. Dean Andrew was sitting on the sand with a cup of hot black tea in his hand, while Windsor Bellow occupied his seat. Today, Marshal Greed was still dressed in a tight military uniform, outlining her charming curves.
She pressed her entire body into the dean's velvet chair. The chair tilted 45 degrees and the two legs of the chair hung in the air. Windsor Bellow's long legs were crossed at the corner of the desk, and her hands were crossed on her body. The military hat was buttoned low, revealing only her tightly pursed lips and sharp chin.
When he saw her, Weber's eyes lit up. His eyes seemed to be spitting out flames as he shouted almost exaggeratedly, "Dear teacher, when did you come?"
In fact, Weber had already known through his family's channels that Windsor Bellow had returned yesterday and asked about his situation. This made Weber very excited. It was certain that Windsor Bellow had taken a fancy to him. Otherwise, why would she ask about his situation as soon as she returned?
After Allen greeted Dean Andrew, he said to Windsor Bellow, "Teacher, you're back."
Windsor Bellow pushed up her cap with her hand and blinked at Allen. Then she looked at Weber and said, "Boys, the final assessment will be held on Sunday this week. I hope you're ready."
"Of course, teacher." Weber rushed to say, "I've already made a detailed plan. I'm just waiting to do it."
Then he glared at Allen hatefully.
This damn guy, Windsor Bellow actually looked at her first. Weber thought.
Windsor Bellow didn't seem to see the strangeness in Weber's eyes. She chuckled and said, "You're very motivated. Then, hand over your tactical book, equipment configuration plan, and military expenditure list to Dean Andrew in the next two days. "
"This is also part of your assessment."
After explaining some of the things to pay attention to in the assessment, Windsor Bellow gestured for the two of them to leave. Before leaving, Allen asked the female marshal, "Teacher, I hope the members of the team can meet me in the afternoon. After all, they need to be familiar with their respective equipment. Also, I need to train with them to increase tacit understanding. "
Windsor Bellow nodded and said, "Your request is reasonable. You'll see them in the afternoon."
Weber quickly made the same request.
In the afternoon, Allen handed over the "homework" that Windsor Bellow had asked for to the dean. Andrew told him that his combat team would arrive in an hour. Allen could pull the team back to the castle and use the days before the assessment to train well.
After Allen left, Andrew glanced at the tactical book and other plans that Allen had handed over. When he saw the self-made Magic Cube sequence and detailed instructions in the equipment configuration column, Andrew narrowed his eyes and smiled, "It seems that our Marshal Greed has really found an amazing student this time."
At around two o\ 'clock in the afternoon, two small airships docked on the lawn outside the academy. Allen and Weber, who had received the news early in the morning, were already waiting on the lawn. Each of them had a tablet brain in their hands. On the screen were the names and detailed information of the members of their respective teams.
The deck of the airship descended, and the two squads filed down from the ship. Under the leadership of their respective captains, they reported to Allen and Weber respectively. After Allen confirmed that the team was correct, he directly pulled them to Castle Ugarte. Most of the members of the team sent to Allen and the others were from Sirius\'s own reserve legion. The captain and deputy captain were regular Sirius non-commissioned officers, sitting in a truck in Bescot. The soldiers looked at Allen from time to time and whispered to each other, clearly curious about the students Windsor Bellow had chosen.
A white soldier pulled on his helmet and spat out a piece of chewing gum from his mouth. "What bad luck. I thought I could go to the Outer Realm to fight this time. I didn\'t expect it to be for the two young masters to play war games. "
The soldiers immediately laughed.
"Shut your mouth, soldier!" Captain Lancey shouted.
The soldier shrugged his shoulders and suddenly felt something. He turned around and saw that Allen was looking at him calmly. From those calm, ruby-like eyes, the soldier seemed to be able to see his own figure.
This strange clear gaze caused him to feel a chill down his spine.
Arriving at the castle, Allen brought the team to the training building. Bescot\'s family guards came to watch the fun, and Regis followed the crowd with his sword in his arms. When he saw Allen, he shouted and complained, "We haven\'t sparred in a long time."
Allen nodded and smiled, "I was looking for you to accompany me in special training in the next few days."
"Really?" Regis\'s eyes lit up and he rubbed his fists and said, "I\'ll wait."
After choosing a hall that could accommodate more than a dozen people to train together, Allen had someone bring the equipment he had prepared for this team. Before the family guards brought the things over, Allen casually picked up two training knives and said, "I know that many of you probably think this is a game. But I want to tell you that this is a battle, a real battle. "
"Perhaps you will think that. Look, this kid wants to be our commander before he\'s even weaned. But I\'m sorry, I\'m stronger than most of you. If you don\'t accept it, who will come up and play? "Allen waved one of the training knives.
The white soldier from before snorted and took off his helmet. "I\'ll do it."
Captain Lancey glanced at him. Allen said, "It\'s okay, captain."
Then he threw the knife to the soldier. Lancey walked over and whispered, "Don\'t go too far."
The soldier chuckled and stepped forward with his knife, assuming a stance. Allen carried his saber on his shoulder and stood casually. He asked, "Can we begin?"
"Anytime."
Allen nodded.
His body suddenly leaned forward, the muscles in his calves trembling slightly, and a tremendous force pushed him towards the soldier like a cheetah. The training knife on his shoulder bounced up and slashed at the soldier with lightning speed. The next moment, a fine rain of light exploded in Allen\'s arms!
The soldier was stunned. When had he ever seen such a blade technique?
Lancey immediately cried out, "Young Master, please be lenient."
The man followed the blade.
A series of clanging sounds rang out incessantly, and the rain of light suddenly disappeared. Allen had already sheathed his blade and slid back. Looking at the soldier again, the training knife in his hand was neatly broken into eight pieces. The fragments fell to the ground, leaving only a bare hilt in his hand.
The entire audience went silent. Then, apart from Captain Lancey, the deputy captain and the soldiers all applauded. Everyone cheered.
Allen rested the knife on his shoulder and smiled at the soldier. "Are you convinced?"
The white soldier was stunned for a moment, then rubbed his head and said, "Damn it, I can\'t even if I don\'t want to."
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